Whats a girl to do when she's not strong
When everyone that holds my hand
Gets cut from all the thorns
When everyone that holds my hand
Gets cut from all the thorns
I used to put my ear against the wall
To hear the screams, to hear the fall
More reasons to escape it all
And it's not the answer but I can't carry on
I give my best smile, my last dime
But I'm always getting wrong
It's not cause I'm young or from a broken home
Maybe I just fight, cause I dont know where I belong.
I give my best smile, my last dime
But I'm always getting wrong
It's not cause I'm young or from a broken home
Maybe I just fight, cause I dont know where I belong.
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